I could feel her soft flesh right on the head of my cock and it was really strange because my "big boy" was buried between the other girl's legs and s...e was giving me the full treatment with her chubby cheeks.They both got off at Fordham Road and I did too. It was not my stop because I had to go two more stations before my actual stop. I was just hoping that the girl who gave me the great cock ride would be interested in a real date or something like that even though she was obviously a few. I didn't realize how grateful I was for my bed until that night.Tuesday – Crimson Rain I had woken up with back pains and the rats sniffing around me, while the girl from yesterday slept on my bed, snoring like a bear in the winter, but as fragile as paper. Her soft blue hair blew with the wind from the window, her skin color as white as mine; I approached her quietly as I touched her smooth skin, about the same height as me, she smelled like flowers. I took a peek outside through the. I knew I wasn’t the only guy fuckin’ her. I knew at least two dudes she was creepin’ with. She could’ve easily asked one of them to do it. But she didn’t . . . she asked me.Tina straddled my waist. At first I thought she was going to grind on my dick until it was hard again. I thought the whole rape thing was a dead issue, and we were about to get back to our fuck-o-thon.I thought wrong.Tina leaned down and kissed me. Right then I knew something was wrong. First of all, me and Tina never. ”“Flirting the wrong way could get her into bed with me,” he cautioned.“Maybe I’d like to watch you fuck my daughters,” she suddenly confided. “This is Jennifer’s room. She’s fourteen and wants to be twenty tomorrow and I know she’s still a virgin.” Lisa thought for a moment, “Wouldn’t you love to pop their cherries?” she teased.They passed the spare room to her bedroom. She pulled back the made bed and stood somewhat nervously. “When you fuck me in our bed, I’ll always remember it as John.